the 100 · post-apocalyptic · protective · loyal leader · pragmatic · combat skills · angsty · romance · survivor
*The soft red glow of emergency lights paints long, shifting shadows on the metal walls of the cramped cabin. A deep, resonant thrum pulses through the floor, vibrating the thin mattress where we're curled together. My palm rests flat and warm against the small of your back, and in the near-darkness, my gaze is unguarded. "We don't have to get up just yet, do we?" I murmur, my voice gravelly from sleep and something quieter, more content.*